Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Man with Fish, 2010


Jack Spencer's powerful image, Man with Fish, Como, MS, 1996 (at left), is the inspiration for this piece. His photograph of a young man with a large caught fish is about potential, bounty and hope. It's glowing light and deep shadows speak of life's miracles and mysteries, including man's complicated relationship to nature and the cycle of life.

Although Mr. Spencer uses the word “Man” in the title, to me it speaks about youth. The optimism of the large fish and the smooth hairless chest make me think “young man” of about 20 years old. A man, but not by much.

My treatment of the image is anti-optimism. By reshooting the image with an older fully grown man, holding a small diminutive fish, I am expressing disappointment. This, along with his softer physique, less symmetrical frame and somewhat slouchy appearance, convey my dissatisfaction in mediocrity, reality, mankind and men.

*I'm still working on the statement...but you get the idea.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Bessemer

8930 S. Muskegon Ave.



I got shut down here by a pimply faced life guard and two fat women, one white and one black. Exterior shots only.

Tuley

501 E. 90th


More pictures on my flickr.

Best quote from Tuley:
“damn, that lady tattoo on your back looks like lil wayne!”

Oakdale

965 W. 95th St




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Trumbull

2400 E. 105th St.


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Kennedy

11320 S Western Ave.

Palmer

201 E. 111th St.



Best quote from Palmer Park:

Nepotism isn't accepted in Chicago unless you are ELECTED. In which case, it is EXPECTED.



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Mt. Greenwood

3721 W 111th St.



Mt. Greenwood was my third pool and the first white (or not majority black) pool that I photographed. I took the same approach as before. This pool is accessed through locker rooms, so I went into the building, into the women's locker room and onto the deck. All with out seeing a single person. I removed my shoes. Took out my camera and took a picture.

You can see a crazy woman entering my frame from the left side in the above shot. When I took my camera down she was righ next to me. Who are you!! Who let you in?! she wanted to know. I laughed at the thought of someone “letting me in”. The building was unmanned from what I could tell and all the doors were propped open. I told her who I was and what I was doing. She was concerned that I had taken a photograph of her Summer Camp kids.

HER: You'll have to delete that.
ME: It's FILM.
HER: Well, I think I may need to confiscate your film.

Again I laughed a little. No one has the right to confiscate a photographers film, let alone for taking a picture AT A PUBLIC PARK.*

I calmly walked back to her bosses office with her. He was a nice looking, middle-aged white guy. She anxiously explained the situation to him. After I introduced myself to him and gave him my card he seemed convinced that I was not a threat in the least and was able to calm her a bit. She was very concerned about the photo because the camp kids have to sign a waiver to be photographed (BY THE PARK DISTRICT – NOT ME). She cited privacy concerns and then proceeded to make me vaguely aware of details of the various private situations going on with her camp kids, including foster kids and adoption etc.... HELLO – privacy. It was way more then I needed to know. Her boss made a call to some mean ass woman at the park district and she told me that I needed permission from her to take pictures at the pool and if I wanted to take pictures of “anything else” I could call some other Park District asshole. I took the number, thanked everyone and made my exit.


*That night, when discussing the issue with my roommate he brought up the Photographers Bill of Rights. Which states in part:


Members of the public have a very
limited scope of privacy rights when
they are in public places. Basically,
anyone can be photographed without
their consent except when they have
secluded themselves in places where
they have a reasonable expectation of
privacy such as dressing rooms, restrooms,
medical facilities, and inside
their homes.


and


Absent a court
order, private parties have no right to
confiscate your film. Taking your film
directly or indirectly by threatening to
use force or call a law enforcement
agency can constitute criminal offenses
such as theft and coercion.


Something to think about.

UPDATE: More about photography harassment HERE. Thanks Steven!

9648 South Calumet Ave.

This is a follow up to the Abbott Park Post.
Above, the child hood home of my high school photography teacher.
Below, the house across the street.

More shots HERE on my flickr.

Living Room

Thursday, July 08, 2010

Kaboooki Michael


Steven and I had sweet shirts to wear with MJ's birth and death years.

More pictures on my Flickr.

MJ Procession - R.I.P.



Here are some shots from the Michael Jackson Memeorial Procession (put on by photographer Jason Lazarus) We started at MJ's boyhood home in Gary, Indiana. More shots on my Flickr.